Chapter 41: Messages

As the clock struck 3 in the morning, the lone figure dissolved his light magic, making him fully visible again as he sneaked back to the hotel room where he was staying.

Taking off the mask, Heath revealed bruised lips. They weren’t inflicted by the enemies; rather, they were evidence of the countless times he had nervously bitten them during intense moments. His face was pale, and beads of sweat trickled down his forehead, indicating the tension he had endured. He closed his eyes briefly, his colorful irises dimming back to their original brown color, as he attempted to clear his mind from the heartbreaking scene he had just witnessed.

Children and teenagers alike... soulless and just so empty.

Inevitably, he knew he couldn't look away; they were no longer alive. It was pitiful, infuriating, sad, and honestly, he didn't know what to feel anymore.

The former royalty rushed into the bathroom, his face turning green, but nothing really happened as he just stood before the sink for a
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